The Wheels on the Bus Go Round and Round

Okay so we all know that telling someone they have the good cancer is a butthead move, yeah? Well there's this other thing that really chaps my ass, almost as much as being told I have the good cancer.

It's the "we could all be gone tomorrow!" statement. Like "don't be scared of your cancer, any one of us could get hit by a bus tomorrow!"

Nope.

Not the same thing.

I understand and respect the "live in the moment" attitude. I really do. And I understand the logic. You *could* get hit by a bus tomorrow. But that doesn't make my cancer any less scary. And it's not the same thing.

The same thing would be you standing in the middle of the street, in the path of an oncoming bus, hoping that it swerves around you. If you're lucky, the bus misses you. But the bus could come back at any moment. You're going to have to check for buses and take medications (and live with their side effects) to prevent recurrent buses for the rest of your life.

So really, it's kind of a condescending and dismissive thing to say. It's meant to be reassuring, I know. But it's just not. So please stop.